But we don't know what the Sacker young might do.

He decided to keep the Sacker patients where they were for the time being.

The reason for that was simple: no one had ever seen a dead Sacker.

He almost asked the blue Sacker's name but remembered in time.

Every Sacker on the bridge turned and looked at him.

A player who plays a particular base might be called a sacker.

The others didn't know whether to be afraid or to send for a Sacker doctor.

Our record banks contain no information about the Sacker young.

He turned the book around and flipped through it, holding Sacker's place.

The Sacker made a noise that might have been a sigh.

They might be alone, but the reek of Sacker was still in the air.

I can't tell a male Sacker from a female just by looking."

The Sacker opened the door and thrust his human captive out.

"Are you really going to fire on that Sacker blister?"

Sacker had one book open on a table by his easy chair and the professor walked over to inspect what it was.

The Sacker started pushing the memory probe machine toward the door.

The Sacker did nothing for a moment; then she reached up and slowly pushed back her hood.

The Sacker's body shook a couple of times and his head drooped forward.

Finally the last Sacker was taken care of, a green male with a gaping hole in his side.

He is a merchant king, but was formerly known as the sacker of cities.

You're about to get your first close-up look at Sacker technology."

Then without warning the Sacker moved over to the security man and grabbed his upper arm.

A black Sacker was now seated in the navigator's chair.

Here, she couldn't tell if Sacker was the kind of engineer who exaggerated repair time or not.

When the Sacker saw his/her voice had brought them both to their knees, he/she backed away hastily.